Happy Birthday to you,
you live in a zoo,
you look like a fox,
and you smell like one too!

Captain Parm has survived (somehow) to the age of 3 as of today.

He celebrated by finding and chasing a chipmunk in the yard this morning.  he was relentless.  didn’t help the chipmunk was somehow dumber than him, and rather than escape, it ran ’round and ’round til it collapsed on some bricks.  at this point it was so frightened it froze, and started frantically trying to dig… through the brick.  I could have picked the damned thing up if I wanted to (check the twitpic for how close I got to it, complete with action shot of it trying to dig).

Even Isabella sent him an email today:

From:  Mom
Date:  Tuesday, September 29, 2009  10:28 AM
To:  Jason
Subject:  Captain Parm

Hey Bro,
Happy 3rd Birthday!
Love,
Sis Isabella

Sadly I will have to delay his annual birthday shopping spree to Petco/smart until this weekend because of work, and work (studio).  But I was kind enough to arrange for the neighbors to watch the rat tonight while I’m out.  Don’t want the little guy spending his bday alone (insert “awwwwwwww” here).

Technically he’s old enough in dog years to drink… but I’ll leave that up to his doggie friends to take him out for that (if they’re reading this, i’ll help spring for the limo).  I’m too old.

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